#AMIRA #HAIDKU MY WAY OF DEATH
The Part 10
AMIRA
My Death Road
Happy Amira, today is a day where she can feel the meaning of freedom.
Amira felt, if the mountain air this morning, was the best air she had breathed all this time.
"It turns out this is how the air of freedom feels," he said, his eyes looking straight at the towering mountains beautifully. Surrounded by green tea gardens.
Cold halimun smoke appears thinly enveloped in the surroundings around the villa.
Silently, crying Amira with infinite happiness, wanted her to feel like singing and dancing to express how happy she was this morning.
"This is the best day of my life" she said. While wiping the water droplets slowly that fall from the corner of the net.
"A soft clap touched his shoulder, Darmawan smilingly stood beside him, with Dimas standing a bit behind him, just silently watching.
"Well, Amira .. we go home," said Darmawan, as he stepped ahead of Amira towards the vehicle. Her tears returned, the happiest tears ever to come out of her beautiful eyes.
"It turns out like this, it's like coming home."
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The car Darmawan was driving began to enter the main gate of the housing where he lived. The mansions are large in size with spacious lawns of manicured green, and the garden trees are neatly arranged in every house passed. The shape of the building is different but all still look beautiful. Amazed Amira saw the splendor that was revealed before her eyes, imagined not even, she could enter the environment as beautiful and luxurious as this.
Darmawan car then entered the courtyard of a magnificent house, with two large pillars being its main support. Architectural ornaments typical of ancient Europe. Shady large trees surround the side of the house, with a vast expanse of green grass without a fence that borders it.
Two large windows are located on the left and right front of the house. With small garden trees trimmed neatly lined up on the right left of the road to the terrace of the house. white color dominates almost the entire luxury building.
Darmawan immediately invited Amira to get off the vehicle. Stunned he momentarily looked at the grandeur of the building before his eyes. Om Darmawan, the man he just met last night apparently owns and lives in a house this big.
"Let's go in, Amira," take Om Darmawan. A little surprising, while stepping towards the terrace of the house. Amira followed behind Darmawan, as her eyes continued to pay attention to the beauty of this large house, her lips continued to mumble her admiration. Including when he was inside, it was very difficult for him to express how the main room of this house could be arranged so amazingly.
Darmawan's return was welcomed by a
The old woman, who still looked nimble and dexterous, Bi Sumi was her name. Smiling softly at Amira, there was a sense of comfort Amira saw him, her heart beckoned if this Bi Sumi was a good person.
"Bik Sumi, the name of this child, Amira .. From now on, he will stay with us in this house" Om Darmawan told the old woman.
"Yes, Den ... When, Aden called earlier, a room for non Amira, aunt prepared," he replied. Darmawan smiled at a glance, then left Amira, without turning his head or asking again.
"Come, Non-Amira, come with the aunt," Bik Sumi told Amira. The little girl smiled as she nodded, and began to follow the aunt showing her room.
Climbing the thick red carpeted stairs in a half circle, Amira arrived at the prepared room. Bik Sumi opened the room door, then entered first.
"Come, Non, please come in," asked Bik Sumi. Silent for a moment Amira in front of the room, there was doubt to enter immediately. It was obvious where Amira stood, how beautiful and spacious the rooms were prepared for her. His chest was pounding, and his legs were trembling slightly, still doubting his heart, how his life changes could change so quickly. A little hesitant, Amira immediately entered the room.
"Please rest first, Non," said Bik Sumi.
"Who's that, Bik?" ask Amira to Bi Sumi. The old woman, a little confused by Amira's question.
"Non, yes, Enon" said Bik Sumi. His fingers touched Amira's shoulder.
"Amira, yes, Bik, call him" said Amira.
"Yes, Non. Ehh ... Amira, that means." Laughing Bik Sumi, while covering her mouth with her hands.
"Yes, already ... Enon, uh, Amira means aunt. Just rest first," said Bik Sumi, while leaving the room and closing the door from the outside.
Amira looked at the entire contents of this room, a spacious, luxurious and beautiful room. His heart could not help but thank him, and give thanks to something he believed in "There is" even though he did not know, how.
Putting myself down for a moment in a bed like this, it was never imagined by Amira before, could feel the pleasure like now.
Imagine, how all residents should sleep on a cramped mat in a narrow and stuffy room. Junior like us in captivity, such as the lowest caste society, the citizens who are eliminated, because they have not made any profit for Mami Merry. Our job is to serve friends who have made money for mom. From cooking, washing, and all the housework, we have to do it.
Eat only the remnants of senior food. If there is no rest, we do not eat either. It's often like that.
The juniors should sleep in a state of hunger.
Harassment is often carried out by mami beaters to shelter residents, and can not do anything.
Mami never forbade her bodyguards from abusing *****ual against all of us, as long as they did not damage the mami money, the Qarun mami Treasure, which is a virginity that can cost tens to hundreds of millions.
Yes, our lives are all for a virginity.
Breaking the membrane of honor will raise the degree. Of service will be served.
From the maid will be the employer.
From hunger, no money, nothing, everything will change if you exchange it for a thin membrane called "virginity."
The fate of our life changes depends only on a membrane.
Amira was as late as a king's daughter. Falling asleep in the best bed with all the luxuries around.
Though just yesterday, a thin and shabby mat that always touches his skin. Accompanying her dreams and fantasies about the beauty of freedom, and fate turns out to give her more.
Life still going Amira? There is nothing easy in life if you just wait without praying and trying.
Fall asleep that is sound
Your reality later, still to be fought for.
